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~Midnight lost unheard~
Contributed by
inkmaster
on
Wednesday, 6th January 2010 @ 02:36:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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~Midnight lost unheard~
In the silent of the night, Is where the sting grabs hold. Lost between a straight razor and, Cold nightmare scream is, The cadence of the night. The miles I have walked, I have bowed to the edge, And never looked back. You eat me up so deep, Within now nothings left. Fleeting by each other in, The hall I dont even distinguish your face any longer its as, If the emptiness of your soul has, A grip on all your control. Nothings fine, nothing striking, The only thing is shadowy and , Unrehearsed like the fog of, midnight lost unheard. inkmaster
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